||Lyric Series — VTM, Vegas Baby! Vik the Nosferatu.||

ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯ Do I have nothing good left to say? Do I need whiskey to start fueling my complaints? People love to drink their troubles away Sometimes I feel that I'd be better off that way 'Cause maybe then I could sleep at night I wouldn't lie awake until the morning light This is something that I'll never control My nerves will be the death of me, I know I know I know So here's to living life miserable And here's to all the lonely stories that I've told Maybe drinking wine will validate my sorrow Every man needs a muse and mine could be the bottle NOW PLAγING : The Death Of Me